765. The Rich and Willful Round of Assessment Begins
It was already 9 a.m. when Qin Jian got up. He smelled of alcohol and just wanted to take a shower.
Sophomore English class this morning, the other three people in the dormitory all went to class.
Qin Jian, a big skipper of classes, took the basin to the bathroom on the side of the boys' apartment.
Hua Yuan is good in that it provides hot water 24 hours a day. The reason is also because there are few students in the school.
As soon as he left the apartment, he met Uncle Qin from the library passing by.
"You should take a shower so early, Qin Jian." Uncle Qin looked him up and down.
"There are few people in the morning." Qin Jian responded, "Are you going to the library?"
"Yes, I haven't seen you here for a while." Uncle Qin said with a smile.
Qin Jian also smiled and said: "You go first, I will be there in a minute."
Coming to the bathroom, Qin Jian began to take off his clothes.
Although there were indeed not many people there in the morning, he was indeed a little uncomfortable with public bathrooms.
After all, I am now considered a semi-public figure.
Thinking about it, Qin Jian is considering buying a house near the school again. Regardless of his plans for the next few years, he will have to have a house to settle in Yanjing sooner or later.
"Let's wait until early next year."
After taking a shower, Qin Jian went back to the dormitory, changed his clothes and went directly to the teaching building.
During dinner last night, he and Shen Qingci discussed holding a concert at school.
Under normal circumstances, undergraduate students applying for concerts need to be approved one by one. However, given Qin Jian's special situation, Shen Qingci asked him to just talk to the dean directly.
Arriving at the dean's office, Qin Jian directly expressed his intention to come to Wu Qing.
"Okay, if you need any help from the school on this matter, just go directly to Teacher Lin and the school will cooperate fully." Wu Qing nodded directly to such a good thing.
"Don't bother Mr. Lin. I can discuss this concert with the student union."
"Okay." Wu Qing nodded again, "Anyway, if you have any questions at that time, just open your mouth."
"Yeah, thank you." Qin Jian also knew in his heart that with his current status, holding a concert at the school was actually a matter of his words. He came here today mainly for another reason.
"Dean, there is something else I want to discuss with you."
Wu Qing: "You tell me."
Qin Jian: "Look, we are also representing the school when we go to Germany to participate in the competition, so can you give us more money for travel expenses to go to school?"
It was impossible to expect the school to provide all-inclusive packages for this trip, and Qin Jian knew this.
Although the family situation of most club members is pretty good, there are also some like Fang Xiaoyu whose family situation is worse.
Therefore, as the president and organizer, he hopes to help everyone strive for more to the greatest extent possible.
If the school can have more students, it can at least alleviate the family pressure of some students.
Wu Qing was still wondering what was going on. After hearing this, he laughed and said:
"This matter was discussed in the academy yesterday. Teacher Liu will contact you in the next two days. She is the teacher in charge of your trip. You can just go down and communicate with us about specific issues. Don't worry about the competition funds. The school is here
We will fully support you this time.”
With Wu Qing's words, Qin Jian felt relieved.
"Thank you, the dean, and thank you to the leaders at all levels of the school. We will do our best in this competition to bring more glory to the school."
Although the military order was issued a little early, Wu Qingdu expressed full support on behalf of the court, and Qin Jian had to say something.
It's just that he didn't have any idea about this competition.
After leaving the teaching building, Qin Jian went directly to the library.
Later, he will rehearse Ya Da and Qi La in person. This is his first time rehearsing this play.
He has to do his homework again.
Two hours flew by.
...
Starting at 12 noon, people gradually began to enter the rehearsal hall.
Different from the usual atmosphere before rehearsal, today's rehearsal hall seemed a bit silent.
The main reason is probably because the number of people has decreased.
Everyone was adjusting their instruments and getting ready on stage.
At 12:25, with the arrival of Qin Jian, rehearsal officially began.
Standing under the command podium after a long absence, Qin Jian glanced at the people in the audience. He said what he needed to say in the group yesterday.
"Attention string percussion!"
At the command, there was a swish sound on the stage, and all the members of the string section stood up and made preparations for their bows.
Zheng Feng, the principal of the percussion section, raised his hammers with both hands for a moment, and the four sets of timpani heads in front of him were particularly shiny under the stage lights.
The two voices instantly entered a state of tension before playing.
The reduced stage became more spacious.
Everyone's movements seem to have become more agile.
In an instant, the 31-member orchestra burst out with more momentum than the 64-member orchestra.
And it's sharper.
Everyone looked at the podium, especially with excited eyes.
As if Qin Jian was standing in front of them, they were fearless on any stage.
The entire stage, from the podium to each voice part, is connected as one.
The actors in one corner are the ones who can feel the changes on stage the most.
Looking at this scene, Ning Qianxia secretly sighed in her heart, only Qin Jian standing in this place would have such an effect.
Xia Dong can't do it, Chen Tangjie can't do it, and neither can she herself.
The Spring of Figaro is an orchestra that only belongs to Qin Jian, and only Qin Jian standing here can bring the whole orchestra into shape.
"Introduction."
With another command, Qin Jian raised his left hand high.
With his move, all eyes on the stage focused on the baton in his hand.
The next second.
After confirming that everyone's attention was on him, Qin Jian silently drew four arcs in his heart.
The trajectories and velocities of the four arcs are the introduction velocities of Yadda and Zira.
"Whoa!"
There was a sound breaking through the air, and Qin Jian's left arm fell high.
“Buzz——!!!”
“Dang!!!!”
"Dang-!!!"
The mysterious string music is like swarms of bees flying from the wasteland.
The two timpani sounds, one short and one long, are like two thunders hidden in the dark clouds.
The two voices intertwined and collided to form the first act of the opera.
‘Creation.’
...
"OK."
With a wave of Qin Jian's hand, the two voices stopped instantly.
"very good."
Qin Jian raised his face and said, "Take a break for the percussion and a rest for the bass."
"Come on, please pay attention to your bowing technique, and ask everyone to lower their volume by twice this time."
...
Over and over again, one voice is interspersed with another.
An hour and a half later, Qin Jian had already directed everyone to queue up an introduction that lasted less than 2 minutes no less than 20 times.
There was no rest in this process, and no one complained about being tired.
Everyone can feel that in this process, every time is better than the last time, and every time is more stage-like.
...
Finally, after all the voices collectively completed a high-standard introduction and overture, Qin Jian asked everyone to rest.
Everyone drank water, and those who went to the toilet went to the toilet.
"How about it?"
Qin Jian walked to a corner and asked Ning Qianxia, who had been watching for a long time, "Is it okay?"
Ning Qianxia gave a thumbs up and said calmly: "Not bad."
Qin Jian grinned and smiled proudly.
Ning Qianxia hesitated for a moment, then put down the water glass, took out a tissue from her bag and handed it over, "Wipe your sweat quickly."